Cæsar. Let me have men about me that are fat,
Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep a nights:
Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look,
He thinks too much; such men are dangerous.

Antony. Fear him not, Cæsar, he's not dangerous :
He is a noble Roman, and well given.

Cæsar. Would he were fatter; but I fear him not
Yet if my name were liable to fear,

I. do not know the man I should avoid

So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much;
He is a great observer; and he looks

Quite through the deeds of men. He loves no plays,

As thou dost, Antony; he bears no musick:
Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort,
As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit,
That could be mov'd to smile at any thing.
Such men as he be never at heart's ease,
Whilst they behold a greater than themselves;
And therefore are they very dangerous.

I rather tell thee what is to be fear'd

Than what I fear; for always I am Cæsar.

Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf,

And tell me truly what thou think'st of him."

We know hardly any passage more expressive of the genius of Shakspeare than this. It is as if he had been actually present, had known the different characters and what they thought of one another, and had taken down what he heard and saw, their looks, words, and gestures, just as they happened.

The character of Mark Antony is farther speculated upon where the conspirators deliberate whether he shall fall with Cæsar. Brutus is against it—

"And for Mark Antony, think not of him:
For he can do no more than Cæsar's arm,
When Cæsar's head is off.

Cassius. Yet do I fear him :

For in th' ingrafted love he bears to Cæsar

Brutus. Alas, good Cassius, do not think of him:
If he loves Cæsar, all that he can do

Is to himself, take thought, and die for Cæsar:

And that were much, he should; for he is giv'n

To sports, to wildness, and much company.

Trebonius. There is no fear in him; let him not die:
For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter."

They were in the wrong; and Cassius was right.

The honest manliness of Brutus is however sufficient to find out the unfitness of Cicero to be included in their enterprise, from his affected egotism and literary vanity.

"O, name him not let us not break with him;

For he will never follow any thing,

That other men begin."

His skepticism as to prodigies and his moralizing on the weather-" This disturbed sky is not to walk in"-are in the same spirit of refined imbecility.

Shakspeare has in this play and elsewhere, shewn the same penetration into political character, and the springs of publick events, as into those of every-day life. For instance, the whole design to liberate their country fails from the generous temper and overweening confidence of Brutus in the goodness of their cause and the assistance of others. has always been. Those who mean well themselves think well of others, and fall a prey to their security. That humanity and sincerity which dispose men to resist injustice and tyranny render them unfit to cope with the cunning and power of those

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who are opposed to them. The friends of liberty trust to the professions of others, because they are themselves sincere, and endeavour to secure the publick good with the least possible hurt to its enemies, who have no regard to any thing but their own unprincipled ends, and stick at nothing to accomplish them. Cassius was better cut out for a His conspirator. His heart prompted his head. habitual jealousy made him fear the worst that might happen, and his irritability of temper added to his inveteracy of purpose, and sharpened his patriotism. The mixed nature of his motives made him fitter to contend with bad men. The vices are never so well employed as in combating one another. Tyranny and servility are to be dealt with after their own fashion: otherwise, they will triumph over those who spare them, and finally pronounce their funeral panegyrick, as Antony did that of Brutus.

"All the conspirators, save only he,

Did that they did, in envy of great Cæsar :
He only in a general honest thought

And common good to all, made one of them."

The quarrel between Brutus and Cassius is managed in a masterly way. The dramatick fluctuation of passion, the calmness of Brutus, the heat of Cassius, are admirably described; and the exclamation of Cassius on hearing of the death of Portia, which he does not learn till after their reconciliation, "How 'scap'd I killing when I crost you so?" gives double force to all that has gone before. The scene between Brutus and Portia, where she endeavours to

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For he will live, and laugh at this hereafter."

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